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Don't sweat commercialism. Be thankful yourself.

November 12, 2013 - Paul Giannamore
I got up this morning. It was zero-dark-whatever. The weather was obviously cold, with snow on the grass and the neighboring rooftops.

At least the shower was warm and I would have enough clothing to layer over myself before heading out the door. A lot of folks don’t have that, either through poverty or disaster.

As I got dressed, I noticed The Boss, sleeping serenely, just her eyes and the top of her head sticking out of the warm comforter where I had been just a half hour or so ago.

At least I have a wife who looks so serene while sleeping. What good would it do to envy her getting to sleep until the light was at least starting to streak the eastern sky?

And then I got into the car and really had to fight the negatives today.

It was spitting a bit of snow still. I officially, totally and completely hate snow, effective once and for all on the day last January when I spun little Enrico the Cruiser into a guardrail on Route 7. There was no real damage and the dent apparently is visible only to me, but I know it’s there. It’s taken months for me to start driving a little more like myself, instead of as a white-knuckled old guy in the right lane barely going 55. I’ve sped up lately, in other words, though I've not returned to official Sammy Hagar "I Can't Drive 55" territory yet.

But this morning, the knuckles got tight, and I railed against winter, bad weather, snow, cold, dark, and drove like that old guy within again.

The positive?

I was thankful that I had a job to drive to at zero-dark-whatever in a car that was toasty warm inside with a nice radio playing the latest news and weather in nice, clear digital tones Bluetoothed from my phone.

Surely that beats walking 10 miles in the dark and cold to a breadline.

The point: Stop worrying about all the “Stores are Open on Thanksgiving Day and the Holiday is Being Killed” sentiment that’s out there. Nobody is pointing a gun at you to shop on Thanksgiving Day.

In your corner of the world, it’s up to you to save Thanksgiving, by being thankful, even when driving through a little wind and light snow in the dark.

It’s your choice.


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